This is a very weird way to mount a comeback. I support the defensive stand and getting a two-and-out but so far we have a punt single and a Hamilton safety for 3 points. Wouldn't scoring a few touchdowns be a better approach?

Way to go Riders. Take a turnover and follow it up with a run into the line and a sack. That's quality offensive play-calling.

I'm shocked. Recovering that fumble was the first worthwhile thing the Riders have done all day.

Hey look, we scored! 17 more punts and the game will be tied.

What the hell is going on here? Are the Argos wearing Rider jerseys today? is this some kind of cost cutting measure by the Riders? Don't travel east but just hire out the game to another team!?!

Blog Revelation Of The Day:

After extensive taste testing I've decided I like Pepsi more than Coke.

Blog Question Of The Day:

Do I want to make a Mac out of a Dell 10v?

Let's be clear about something.

No one looks good with a mohawk.

I find myself in a mode of re-evaluation again. I had something said to me that, was a conclusion which I could have come to on my own. However I had not, and the frankness with which it was presented was a little startling. Now I sit here in my chair, thinking about all the ways in which things are not right.

To anyone that knows me it will not come as a surprise to hear that I hate doctors. But I've gotten myself into a conundrum where I they have become absolutely vital to my continued survival, because continuing on the course which I am on will lead only to ruin. So while I hate them, I need them, so I went to another one today. This was a new one. I had never seen this guy before and before long my distaste for medicine spilled out and this guy called me on it.

He pointed out that my bitterness and contempt with doctors may be preventing me from getting the kind of compassionate care that I desperately crave.

This points me in an awkward frame of mind. It is not the first time in recent weeks that a commentary has been made on my general negative state of mind. In fact, it is becoming something of a running theme. But for an outside observer to comment that I have lousy attitude is a far easier thing to do than for me to realize it in myself and change it. Nonetheless I have noticed that I take a dim view on life these days but that realization alone is not enough to fix the problem.

I just find it perplexing that so many people around me can notice me drowning in, whatever it is that is attempting the swallow me, and yet I can't reach up for the surface. I just sink, further and further beneath the waves of it, until light ceases to penetrate the depths and there is only the inky blackness.

Okay, this needs saying.

If you're going to be a country artist, then you need to stay true to the damn genre. Don't pussy out and pepper your show with a bunch of rock cover songs. There is no doubt they are going to play better to the audience. At the root of it, no one really likes country and given the choice they will always gravitate to the rock music. That's why you're playing the damn rock songs. You know you suck, being a up-and-coming country star. So you sprinkle your show liberally with songs people will actually recognize and try to get some buzz from the audience.

But lay off the damn AC/DC! Some things are sacred.

I mean Christ, are we really supposed to fall for this shit? Okay, I get it. The chick has no recognizable hits of her own. Yes, you're a frustrated musician, stuck playing in a support band for a no-name female country singer from back water Saskatchewan. But Jesus H. Christ on a popsicle stick, don't offend my sensibilities by thinking this crazy broad is gonna do a cover of Thunderstruck!

Luckily cooler heads prevailed but my point still holds true. If you wanna be a country singer, then sing your stupid, god damn country music. Leave out the rock music and have some god damn integrity, for once in your pathetic career.

I can't watch the Indianapolis Colts without thinking about Batman

Relax.

Its just the flu.

You're not going to die.

Winnipeg's new name should be:

No Left Turns

Epilogue:

I will kill every filthy bastard that I catch camcordering the television. This is my solemn pledge.

And one more thing . . .

Don't post video of you pointing a camera at the television!!!

Its just stupid. If you can't do a proper video-capture of the feed, then don't post! Christ is that annoying!!!

I'm gonna be honest about something.

It took some work but I just watched the whole Kanye West/Taylor Swift fiasco on Youtube. Every jack knob and his dog seemed to have posted a video response to the bloody ordeal. This made finding actual footage from the VMA's hard to do. But I watched the coverage from the show and you know what?

I think it was staged.

Everything just played out a little bit too nicely. It was like a puzzle where all the pieces fit together and you had a nice picture of a potted sunflower at the end. We have an ogre-ish villian. There's a sweet, angelic, young princess. Standing in the wings is a flawless queen that can come in and save the day with her almost mystical perfection.

Everyone boos the villian. We all scream for the queen. It plays out like a perfect fairy tale. The story plays out to a much too neat conclusion.

I'm gonna be disappointed if I find out they did this on purpose.

For the record. . .

Facebook is a piece of cow dung tonight.

I would like to take this opportunity to talk to you today about a subject that is near and dear to my heart.

I HATE doctors!

They never do anything helpful for me. Almost without exception they have abandoned me to suffer misery and torment, cold and alone in the frozen wasteland. It was to the point where I simply wouldn't go to them at all. Not even if I suffered a major injury. Who all remembers the incident with the broken foot, and the three day wait before seeking treatment??

Cut to this year. I was suffering headaches on a daily basis. And I don't mean that as hyperbole. It was near to daily. I would say 5 days out of 7 at least. Its possible it was more. I wasn't keeping precise records. Many were multi-day events where the pain never stopped. It just continued from day to day. At one point it was so miserable that I had a sore neck for six weeks from this headache pain. Every morning I would wake up with an ache in my neck that would soon become a headache once I was ambulatory again.

So I gave up my long-standing policy of flipping the bird to the medical establishment and I finally found a 'family doctor' in Saskatoon. 17 years after I moved here and was told by my first psychiatrist that I needed one. I picked a guy with an English sounding name out of the list and went to see him.

First of all, I don't think a physical should take less than 5 minutes. That doesn't seem thorough to me. Granted, I didn't want his hand up my ass, but still it didn't seem like he really did that quality of a job of checking to seeing if I was dying. I described what my most immediate concerns were and as soon as I said 'headache' he immediately jumped on the migraine bandwagon and was enthusiastic about sending me to a neurologist.

Now I have no problem with going to the neurologist. I think its something that's been due for a long time. But my point is, he didn't really check anything on his own before he ran off in this direction. He gives me these migraine pills and it was only when I asked if they counter-acted with my current psychiatric drugs that he bothered to check if it was a problem. Isn't this something that should be a matter of course??

I'm delaying myself from my point.

I've been to the neurologist and they've given me some prophylactic drug for migraine treatment. I hate it. It makes my head feel all numb. Its a very similar feeling to the one you get in your foot when you sit on it for 20 minutes. I may have told this story before. But the reason I hate doctors, and the reason I bring this up again is, I am absolutely out of options to deal with this problem.

I can't go back to the ding-bat family doctor, because I've done that once and he doesn't listen to the problem. Plus its clear he's not qualified to diagnose these problems, or suggest a solution. You can tell by the fact that he doesn't listen to you when you talk to him. And it even more clear when he matter-of-factly suggests a stupid fucking solution that I could have instituted on my own, if I wasn't coming to him for a more informed god damn idea. Cut the dose in half. Nice diagnosis Dr. Killjoy!

I called the neurologist and she's not planning to talk to me until my four month wait period is up. If we're keeping score, my four month wait period is not up yet. So I'm fat out of luck getting to talk to her. Unless of course I up and DIE, in which case she might be able to squeeze me in.

I've explained my concerns to the psychiatrist. She is at least sympathetic but, and I can't really blame her for this, she doesn't feel adequate to make medication changes on migraine pills. I suppose I can accept that. But in the mean time I have a numb damn head every time my heart rate goes up, and I feel like I'm half-asleep all the time.

If any migraine specialists are reading this post right now, I would really appreciate a diagnosis at this point. I would dearly love to stop taking Topamax, but at the same time I can't concentrate if I have to have a headache every second day or so. I need the third option.

Blog Song Of The Day:

Ashley Tisdale - What If

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